Gabriel

The 650W power supply is pretty cringy but don't worry, it's next on the upgrade list.

Known for spamming the forums without remorse.

I would dissolve it into water and drink it. Looks like some delicious pear flavored stuff.

Cars, especially police cars.

8/10. Pretty nice even if it is something that you don't find me listening on my own accord.

Shh, I will. 9.5/10 I really like the colors, but what I absolutely love is the hairstyle!

Oh absolutely. I don't know how the human/dragon meme goes but it can happen if we both believe in it.

You seem like the type o' guy who tunes things. I don't know why but I have the feeling that if I give you my broken motorbike and a wrench, you will return it to me tomorrow in peak condition. Heck, maybe it's just the hairdo of your avatar.

I am a pretty big airsoft enthusiast, so once at the weekend tournaments I rushed to a loading dock that is used as a respawn area in the siege game mode. I was too eager and didn't watch my step, which resulted to me stepping on an iron spike of sorts. My combat boots saved the leg from serious injury but I still twisted my ankle, fell down from full speed, slid across the dock and over the edge as it was wet and slippery thanks to Finnish Autumn, fell down about 2 meters (around 6,5 feet) and crashed onto the concrete below. Might not be that bad but it hurt like damn. Oh, and here's an image of yours truly the morning before that fateful day, sitting behind the table all geared up for some reason.

And I should be fine as well. =w=

I will imagine something nice there and say it's a 10/10!

I have a strong feeling that I would not, but hey, who knows?

I just simply watched my hands that were currently wrapped around the cup and nodded understandingly as he spoke. Why did I go with the silver polish...didn't fit my outfit at all and there were a lot better ones to...oh right...this part of the town was actually pretty nice once I gave it a bit of thought, at least if one looked at the crime statistics. I raised my gaze to view his face in order to give some affirming comments about the truthfulness of his statement, but a dumbfounded grin found its way onto my face instead. He just chugged the steaming liquid down like water from the sink, without remorse. I let my go from my cup, reaching my right hand for his sleeve, slightly worried since well, I didn't want him to kill himself. "Hey, chill out dude. I know coffee is good but it's nothing worth dying over." I said in an alarmed tone, very much wondering how he still managed to keep that poker face. "You okay?"

"Uh-huh?" I simply responded, setting my vanilla back onto the table, grasping it with both of my hands. It was now rather nice and warm, something it should have been from the get go. If he visited here every day, it meant that he had to live nearby, right? Maybe it wan't the best idea to get all pushy with the questions right away but how cool would it be if he went to the same college I was going to? "So, ya from here? I mean...do you live near somewhere?" I asked, now sliding the cup from hand to hand on the table as I gave him the mischievous sideways glance. "Don't worry, I'm not taking notes or nothin'." I chuckled as I halted the cup that was sliding back and forth and took another sip. I was feeling oddly at ease now, probably because the dude in front of me had dropped the anxious act as well. After setting my cup of sweet vanilla down I took a quick downwards glance at the drink of his. Oddly, it was still steaming like he had just picked it up. Did he get another one while I was blabbering on about my nicknames or something? No, no one could do it that fast, not unless he was some sorta Houdini or...a wizard dude. Probably just some weird life hack that you learn by visiting here daily.

A personal favorite of mine...

I mean, it's funny and all but as a music piece it's a 6 or at best 7/10.

Not very soon. Who will stop it?

I'll give it a 8,5/10. It's pretty groovy and the music video is amazing.

After my favorite fictional character, which just happens to be all over my profile as well. What is the dankest meme?

AJ? I never though you had it in you! I guess we can be friends after all!

YEEE! My favorite band since forever! 10/10!

Now that the air was warming up a bit I could probably try and drop the nervous beyond belief state and even take the earplugs off completely, if nothing else just to show some manner of respect. "Yeah, I think so." I responded as I shoved the plugs into my pocket, taking a thoughtful glance around the place as I finally let my hairband go, now crossing my fingers on top of the table. It was true, somehow I had never even seen this place before even if I lived nearby. Sure, we had moved in not too long ago but still, you'd expect better. "And I take it that you're sitting here pretty often then? Ya know, seeing that you know who goes around and who doesn't." I asked him with another playful smirk, my confidence slowly but surely rising as I grabbed the now edible coffee and took a tiny sip from it. I didn't want to make him feel too awkward but eh, we had to talk about something.

Granted, but since you sleep so much you end up oversleeping. I wish I was a real boy.

Sabir Heyeck, Locked up I tightened my grip of the holster as I observed the girl simply walking towards our little cat daemon, tensing my muscles to react in a moments notice not if, but when the crap started getting flung all across the cell. Just as I guessed, once she was close enough, the cat didn't hesitate and began its rage induced attack on her. When it did so, an audible *click* was heard as I released the pistol from its holster, pulling it to take the shot and put the thing out of its misery and probably save the dumb girl in the process as well. Before I could do anything, however, I saw something strange moving in the corner of my eye. It lasted for mere seconds, but it was just about enough to make me reel back until I hit the metal wall behind me, dropping the pistol onto the ground with a loud clank. "Hrn..." I grunted as I stared at the girl wearing apparel that reminded me of those 'swimsuits' I had been seeing in the Sunlight Soda ads pestering the city streets and whatnot. She had just flown, like...like some superman...woman, or something. There was no such technology, I was sure of it, and the girl? Not too phased at all, nor was anyone else in the room, at least compared to me. I was suddenly feeling very lonely in a small cell filled to the brim with people. What was this? Why was everyone okay with this? How was she so strong, seeing that the cat had been floored with no effort? I could feel my hands starting to shake a little as I contemplated whether I should go crazy right now or instantly. What were they doing now, some kind of a friendship chat? "Hnk..." I let out another grunt as I felt the anxiety crawling up from my legs like snakes to their victim. None of them were normal, they were like freaking cartoon characters, the whole lot of them. My hands were noticeably shaking, especially now that a girl wearing the weirdest outfit he had ever seen busted in, instantly proceeding to mess with his mind by setting up some sort of an act and speaking in a language I couldn't understand a word of, all while not looking too concerned about the current predicament either. It was all like some girl's puppet theater and I, along with mister kitty cat over there, were not part of it. "Hrnnnn..." I grunted painfully, almost sounding sleepy as I probed my chest armor, searching for something like a dying man, and after only a second of patting I found it. My shaky fingers fiddled around with the pocket located at the level of my heart, pulling out a stained pack of cigarettes from it. It was something I didn't like doing in the public around people, but heavens forbid, none of these were people here. My heart was racing more rapidly by the second as I pulled out a cigarette with my uncontrollably shaky hand, making few others drop onto the floor in the process. I didn't care about the chatter around me, actually listening to these things would probably just make matters even worse. My actions were interrupted by shouting, someone even kind enough to call me an "Army Boy" rather than the usual "Murderer" or "Psycho" that most rolled with. I slowly turned my head to the direction of the voice, which turned out to be a big, no, huge mistake. I let out a distressed yelp as the image on my visor turned from three simple dots to a huge exclamation mark of the same color, brightly flashing at a rapid pace. I hugged the wall with my back as I took shaky steps away from the monstrosity looking at me in a humored way, some sort of a parasite growing from the kid below it, eyes nothing but buttons, its mere appearance screaming malicious intent, heck, I didn't even know what it had just asked but my heart was beating out of my chest as my muscles tensed so much that it hurt, my blood rushing so fast that I felt like rivers were running through me. This was not an AMRTEK quarantine, this was a dream, a freaking nightmare. If nothing happened this very second, I was going to grab a grenade from my belt and pull the pin, screw this place and everyone in it.